Stuart Watkinson

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Subutai from Conan the Barbarian.
PC PowerPlay issue 18 november 1999. Has a stormtroop shooting a blaster on the cover. Advertising Dark Forces II: Jedi Knight
Mrs Peacock dies (feints) and Wadsworth fails to catch her. From the movie Clue.
sketched map of cabin. It has two basement levels. The bottom one has a giant worm tied up and suspened in the air.
Notebook on the table. Small fire burning.
Mak grabbed two baskets and passed one to Hap, who slid the sash over his head and hitched the basket to his belt. Hap was not an orchard tender, but he knew how it worked. Everyone shared the load here. Wherever there was work to do, you worked. Each profession moving through their slow periods and busy periods either giving or taking help from others. The system worked. It was why this place worked. It was why the Bibliotecs always came back. And the apples were good.
Play by post prep(ish) I dive into and then quickly leap out of play by post preparation.
Shows the three covers of The Abbot Trilogy. Abbotsmoore, Bitterpeak, and Steelhollow.
Cover and layout of Abbotsmoore.
black and white line art of an excited goblin
Book cover of Earth Abides by George R. Stewart
The Stone-faced Men of the Moore On the north wall, three stone faces are illuminated by the flicker of fire that burns of its own accord, held in stone-carved hands. Each has a wide hole, big enough to crawl through. A hot, dry air billows out from the mouth on the left. It’s tongue lolls out, like a dog panting, right eye shut tight and left eye wide open. Desperate. The face on the right is contorted, as if reacting from dipping a foot into freezing cold water and cold, bitter air floats from the hole its neck. The central face is dead still, expressionless, with both eyes shut. The black hole in its neck draws you, calls to you even. With each step closer, the stench of a thousand rotten corpses is exhaled upon you.
circles On the table Must have made it this morning but it was lost in the abyss. The stain is circular but smeared from when I put it down. I was in rush and it splashed a little and I remember that now. Was going to clean it up before I headed in but, obviously — some matter, pressing — came up. Like a B that should have been an A, a lost book, or note with last month's letterhead on it. Sometimes I wonder how many litres have been poured down the drain because of notes with old letterheads. I pick it up and take a slip. Cold and bitter. A sensation I've become familiar with.
Photo of the The Red Box dnd
screenshot of questron in colour.
the two floppy disks for Questron.
Photo of Apple iie with floppy disk reader on the side.
Screenshot of a black and white line art illustration of a large troll holding a sceptre. He is covered in strange symbols and has dreadlocked hair, and wears a crown of reclaimed steel.
Photo of a garage gym. A range of weights and a boxing bag hangs from the ceiling.
Cover of Abbotsmoore in green white and black. Showing three adventurers heading into a ruined building.
A Nandos table number. Number 19.
A screenshot from the movie The Warriors. The Warriors are lined up under the train station before they run from the AC Turnbulls.